((((hey people finally a fanfiction by me my friend silvervicious lemme use one of her char. i really got interested in her and then i knew of her lover they are my fav couple now and i love writing about them, and guess what...hehe this is a story about those two. )))
A NEED TO KNOW::
((alright heres your need to know thingy ma jigger; Amradrayin is the one of the main characters in this sorty this is a female she was born in the early 1700's in England the land she knew her child hood was rough and around the age of 20 she turned into a vampire by a man she was forced to marry and was ingaged to he was having an afair with her older sister Terrie. she traveled the worl after the man she was engaged to died. shes been to every country so far but antarctica people not yet discovering that country. now she's back in England right after King Henry the VII died((sorry if the time lines are all screwed up^_^ it just seemed appropriate i suppose)).NOW ON W/ THE NOVEL...well story..hehe.))
!!!!!!!SUMMARY!!!!!!
(alright this has Dante in it but not mainly about HIM srrybut pls r&r)Arma has come back to london for being for nearly a century becoming vamp at the age 20 she has come back to rule after Henry VII died,to fix how bad london and its society has goten,Nelo a man whos been a halfing ever since birth but more human is dent out w/ the rest of his remaining family to keep a promise to his dying Father. He has killed Henry but now hearing that one of his 'friends' is going to rule he goes out to track the new ruler to save England and The Name of his Family. But what happends when he falls inlove with a mere woman he thought to be just a street urchant when she's actually the one on the Royal throne?...will he continue w/ the promise or will he wisk her away into the night like Deaths Befallen Angel?......
Chapter One:Welcome Back To London!
*****When death seems the only way out and the words upon your lips are my release, i shall come to thee in a thundered storm cladded in only the Armor that which hides the emotion, the fear, the strength in which your eyes cast upon my battered soul. The words that float like the soft drift of the midnight clouds coming from your luscious lips are like a lullabye to a weary infant.And for you My Lady i shall strive for existance so that one day our hearts will for ever be joined. For you My Lady I will Fight.*****
**************ARMA'S POV*******************YEAR IS 1893************
Alot of people say lifes confusing, not worth living, or in a simple word a bitch. In many ways it's true. Most of the time this thought or belief is triggurd by an event in the victems past, And i've noticed i've had several past events to make my life a living hell...literally.....
"Fresh Bass! Trout! and Shrimp! Get your fresh fish!"
"Dont waste your Shinlenson an original meal,be inventive not ordinary! Snake Juice Snake Meat! A meal by from India!!!"
I listened as the merchants screamed their advertisements at fellow passer-bys and myself. Robes draped over my entire body covering every part of my flesh and shadowing my face from view. This may seem a bit new to me considering i havent been here since i was 21 and it seemed like a whole different country but i knew everything about it that a street urchant and a King of his own country May need to know, And keeping my face hiden from men was a neccessity in my case especially from the warriors who fought for the country in battles and such.
My hand grazed the dagger that latched to my waist its gold handle was carved expertly into a hooded cobra saphires substituded for the eyes and rusted copper stood for the tounge that lashed at the air. A gem was placed in the middle of the blade that balanced its weight as it curved. The Blade its self made of gold. My sword sililar to the work of my dagger but a pure silver blade and longer as well as heavier, lyed inside its leathered sheath. My robe was a dark grey, tight black leggings were underneath covering my lower half and a womans leather armour for my top half, Shin black boots clung to my feet and made a heavy noise with every step i made as if announcing my arrival.
My head looked up as my eyes caught a man climbing a top the stone wall that gave entrance to the castle.
"Here, Here! The noon Beheadings shall begin shortly at the north wing of the village please gather before the plank!"
His deep voice reached a level higher then most merchants and my eyes narrowed at him his silver plated helmet held the crest of Englands Kingdom, the crown of thorns that bled into the background. I'de have to change that once i took over. I walked along with the crowd to a plank where three men and one woman stood, the female was the second in line her white dress showed she was a peasant, blood littered all of thier cloths like a decorated battle fields full of bodies.
The first male stood and walked over to the wooden Guitine the priest approached as one of the guards shoved the prisoner down locking him into, the mans eyes traveled to the bucket beneath him and he gulped. his long light brown hair touching the dirt covered plank. The executioner continued to sharpen the blade then placed it hooking it to the top. The priest opened his bible.
"May the Lord forgive your Deadly sins and wash the blood of the Devil from your body, the thoughts of decieval from your mind! You may have one last Word my son."
The prisoner continued to look down at the bucket.
"Tell my King if you will, That i am sorry."
He said at last.
The persicutioner nodded and pulled out his eyes glass holding it infront of his right eye. His hand unrolled the scroll he held under his right arm.
"John Leai Scotts has broken three laws from the King Henry VII."
I continued to watch, my eyes resting on the man in the guitine, i knew the heads would be placed by the castles entrance walls to warn who ever decided to break entry or a reminder to those who decided to break a law and commit a 'sin' that thier fate would be similar to this.
The crowd screamed in Anger then settled as the persicuter continued.
"Murder to the first degree! Theivery, and damage to the Kings name!"
He finished and i watched as the Blade came within seconds with a shreaking glss like sound of warning and the head fell into the wooden Barrel. The other continued just he same but the female was accounted for witch craft. One man was left standing and they began to read out twelve of his commited crimes.
"excuse me my good man but would you happen to have a few shinlens i may borrow?"
My eyes drifted to the person who confronted me,a man with black hair tied back into a thin peice at his back silver armour plated his body and a sword rested at his hip. I smiled he had no idea who he was talking to.
My head shook in answer and i turned my attention back to the exicution at hand, his hand shot out and grabbed my elbow getting him no pain was evident but i could tell his grip was a little less then my own.
"I dont think you know who I am exactly! When i ask for something you give it to me!"
He growl was more angered then fierce.heh' speaking of not know ing who's who...i smiled.
"My good sir, i know perfectly well who you are."
Suprise took over his features he hadnt expected me to be a female, muchless one who backtalked. I didnt stop hom as he drew back my hood to my cloak his eyes nearly popping from thier sockets. My royal blue hair waved free as i shook my head to untangle it from underneath the cloth, my Dark saphire eyes glared at him in amusement yet anger when he smiled, his hand brushing my face.
"really? And who do you think i am?"
"A Neimpo."
I stated simply and his eyes flared in anger. I knew that in England had a single word that was meant in disgrace though the word never had one certain meaning. It was just as bad as Saying the GD word but not taking the Lords name in vain it took that persons Name and self given attention in Vain and not only that but it also crushed and stomped on it like hell. I enjoy the sound that rolls off my toung when i say it.
He smiled once again pressing to my face as if to share a secret.
"i am head general im sure you noticed woman but if you give me your word that you will share my bed tonight then i shall forget this encounter and not have you beheaded of this moment."
How the hell dare he say such a thing! I had to keep my calm keep my secret to me just a bit longer before anything could happen.
"no.report me all you want. General."
His eyes flashed once more in anger.
"Stop the exictution!"
He shouted and my eyes darted to the plank as everyones eyes went upon us.
"This lady has commited treason!"
He yelled my face was set straight althoug i wanted to laugh at his attempt.
"How so My Lord?"
"She is a witch! She has tried to put me under a spell!"
Well it was safe to say he was angry. I said nothing but merly let then continue on.
"what spell my goodman?"
"A seducing spell with her hands put her to be hanged!"
"Should we not Burn her so her soul can not replinish in anothers holy temple?"
The priest took on the face of complete horror. The man i knew as one of the castle warriors and from his plate he was telling the truth of being head general...correction was head general. He smiled at the thought of me burning.
"I agree with you priest. Take the whore and burn her before you continue with this man!"
He demanded. finally i turned and spoke to him.
"What is your name General?"
He looked slightly amused probally because a lady would not ask such a question when thought to be put to death at that very moment.
"why do you wish to know witch?"
"I would like to know who sent me to my own Hell of course, what other reason?"
I sad to amuse him a little lie, but he couldnt know who i really was, he wasnt told.
"Your own hell eh? well tel your master that which burns in his own doings that i Charles Normanway has sent you to him!!"
He announced loudly as if proud of such a doing. I merly nodded and let the guards walks behind me and tie my hands behind me with a choke rope tightly, i would have easily of released my self from such bindings but i'd let him have his fun..for now...***********************
Dante:hey when do i come in?
Me:when i put you in..which isnt right now.
Dante:well that sucks!
Wolf:yeah well hun think of it this way the onger the wait the better the part^_^
Dante:yeah!Right Blade?
Blade:heh'*crosses arms*doesnt matter to me you'll still be just as stupid.
Dante&Wolf:HEY!
me:......uhh...guys...D's comin!
D:quit picking on him Blade.
Blade:im not its simply facts woman.
D:sure it is and your still an asshole
Blade:right.
Wolf&Dante:???
Wolf:well i want to come in the story next!
Blade:no you wont infact the Bitch is in it next.(referring to Arma))
Arma:slutty man whore.
Blade:yes i am and D doesnt seem to mind that much*grins evilly*
D:BLADE!thats suppose to stay in the bedroom!
Wolf&Dante:....gross.....
Arma:*smirks*
ME:wellll!!!!...Thats enough for now see ya next time peoples!tata till next time!
**********OK hehe i finally finished the first chapter phoof!that was a long chappie i think the nesxt one is a bit shorter or around the same length not too sure exactly o.0...well lemme know what you guys think....flames or not and you can flame me all you want cause guess what i have a Dante to Save me and all them!!whaahaha!*********
A NEED TO KNOW::
((alright heres your need to know thingy ma jigger; Amradrayin is the one of the main characters in this sorty this is a female she was born in the early 1700's in England the land she knew her child hood was rough and around the age of 20 she turned into a vampire by a man she was forced to marry and was ingaged to he was having an afair with her older sister Terrie. she traveled the worl after the man she was engaged to died. shes been to every country so far but antarctica people not yet discovering that country. now she's back in England right after King Henry the VII died((sorry if the time lines are all screwed up^_^ it just seemed appropriate i suppose)).NOW ON W/ THE NOVEL...well story..hehe.))
!!!!!!!SUMMARY!!!!!!
(alright this has Dante in it but not mainly about HIM srrybut pls r&r)Arma has come back to london for being for nearly a century becoming vamp at the age 20 she has come back to rule after Henry VII died,to fix how bad london and its society has goten,Nelo a man whos been a halfing ever since birth but more human is dent out w/ the rest of his remaining family to keep a promise to his dying Father. He has killed Henry but now hearing that one of his 'friends' is going to rule he goes out to track the new ruler to save England and The Name of his Family. But what happends when he falls inlove with a mere woman he thought to be just a street urchant when she's actually the one on the Royal throne?...will he continue w/ the promise or will he wisk her away into the night like Deaths Befallen Angel?......
Chapter One:Welcome Back To London!
*****When death seems the only way out and the words upon your lips are my release, i shall come to thee in a thundered storm cladded in only the Armor that which hides the emotion, the fear, the strength in which your eyes cast upon my battered soul. The words that float like the soft drift of the midnight clouds coming from your luscious lips are like a lullabye to a weary infant.And for you My Lady i shall strive for existance so that one day our hearts will for ever be joined. For you My Lady I will Fight.*****
**************ARMA'S POV*******************YEAR IS 1893************
Alot of people say lifes confusing, not worth living, or in a simple word a bitch. In many ways it's true. Most of the time this thought or belief is triggurd by an event in the victems past, And i've noticed i've had several past events to make my life a living hell...literally.....
"Fresh Bass! Trout! and Shrimp! Get your fresh fish!"
"Dont waste your Shinlenson an original meal,be inventive not ordinary! Snake Juice Snake Meat! A meal by from India!!!"
I listened as the merchants screamed their advertisements at fellow passer-bys and myself. Robes draped over my entire body covering every part of my flesh and shadowing my face from view. This may seem a bit new to me considering i havent been here since i was 21 and it seemed like a whole different country but i knew everything about it that a street urchant and a King of his own country May need to know, And keeping my face hiden from men was a neccessity in my case especially from the warriors who fought for the country in battles and such.
My hand grazed the dagger that latched to my waist its gold handle was carved expertly into a hooded cobra saphires substituded for the eyes and rusted copper stood for the tounge that lashed at the air. A gem was placed in the middle of the blade that balanced its weight as it curved. The Blade its self made of gold. My sword sililar to the work of my dagger but a pure silver blade and longer as well as heavier, lyed inside its leathered sheath. My robe was a dark grey, tight black leggings were underneath covering my lower half and a womans leather armour for my top half, Shin black boots clung to my feet and made a heavy noise with every step i made as if announcing my arrival.
My head looked up as my eyes caught a man climbing a top the stone wall that gave entrance to the castle.
"Here, Here! The noon Beheadings shall begin shortly at the north wing of the village please gather before the plank!"
His deep voice reached a level higher then most merchants and my eyes narrowed at him his silver plated helmet held the crest of Englands Kingdom, the crown of thorns that bled into the background. I'de have to change that once i took over. I walked along with the crowd to a plank where three men and one woman stood, the female was the second in line her white dress showed she was a peasant, blood littered all of thier cloths like a decorated battle fields full of bodies.
The first male stood and walked over to the wooden Guitine the priest approached as one of the guards shoved the prisoner down locking him into, the mans eyes traveled to the bucket beneath him and he gulped. his long light brown hair touching the dirt covered plank. The executioner continued to sharpen the blade then placed it hooking it to the top. The priest opened his bible.
"May the Lord forgive your Deadly sins and wash the blood of the Devil from your body, the thoughts of decieval from your mind! You may have one last Word my son."
The prisoner continued to look down at the bucket.
"Tell my King if you will, That i am sorry."
He said at last.
The persicutioner nodded and pulled out his eyes glass holding it infront of his right eye. His hand unrolled the scroll he held under his right arm.
"John Leai Scotts has broken three laws from the King Henry VII."
I continued to watch, my eyes resting on the man in the guitine, i knew the heads would be placed by the castles entrance walls to warn who ever decided to break entry or a reminder to those who decided to break a law and commit a 'sin' that thier fate would be similar to this.
The crowd screamed in Anger then settled as the persicuter continued.
"Murder to the first degree! Theivery, and damage to the Kings name!"
He finished and i watched as the Blade came within seconds with a shreaking glss like sound of warning and the head fell into the wooden Barrel. The other continued just he same but the female was accounted for witch craft. One man was left standing and they began to read out twelve of his commited crimes.
"excuse me my good man but would you happen to have a few shinlens i may borrow?"
My eyes drifted to the person who confronted me,a man with black hair tied back into a thin peice at his back silver armour plated his body and a sword rested at his hip. I smiled he had no idea who he was talking to.
My head shook in answer and i turned my attention back to the exicution at hand, his hand shot out and grabbed my elbow getting him no pain was evident but i could tell his grip was a little less then my own.
"I dont think you know who I am exactly! When i ask for something you give it to me!"
He growl was more angered then fierce.heh' speaking of not know ing who's who...i smiled.
"My good sir, i know perfectly well who you are."
Suprise took over his features he hadnt expected me to be a female, muchless one who backtalked. I didnt stop hom as he drew back my hood to my cloak his eyes nearly popping from thier sockets. My royal blue hair waved free as i shook my head to untangle it from underneath the cloth, my Dark saphire eyes glared at him in amusement yet anger when he smiled, his hand brushing my face.
"really? And who do you think i am?"
"A Neimpo."
I stated simply and his eyes flared in anger. I knew that in England had a single word that was meant in disgrace though the word never had one certain meaning. It was just as bad as Saying the GD word but not taking the Lords name in vain it took that persons Name and self given attention in Vain and not only that but it also crushed and stomped on it like hell. I enjoy the sound that rolls off my toung when i say it.
He smiled once again pressing to my face as if to share a secret.
"i am head general im sure you noticed woman but if you give me your word that you will share my bed tonight then i shall forget this encounter and not have you beheaded of this moment."
How the hell dare he say such a thing! I had to keep my calm keep my secret to me just a bit longer before anything could happen.
"no.report me all you want. General."
His eyes flashed once more in anger.
"Stop the exictution!"
He shouted and my eyes darted to the plank as everyones eyes went upon us.
"This lady has commited treason!"
He yelled my face was set straight althoug i wanted to laugh at his attempt.
"How so My Lord?"
"She is a witch! She has tried to put me under a spell!"
Well it was safe to say he was angry. I said nothing but merly let then continue on.
"what spell my goodman?"
"A seducing spell with her hands put her to be hanged!"
"Should we not Burn her so her soul can not replinish in anothers holy temple?"
The priest took on the face of complete horror. The man i knew as one of the castle warriors and from his plate he was telling the truth of being head general...correction was head general. He smiled at the thought of me burning.
"I agree with you priest. Take the whore and burn her before you continue with this man!"
He demanded. finally i turned and spoke to him.
"What is your name General?"
He looked slightly amused probally because a lady would not ask such a question when thought to be put to death at that very moment.
"why do you wish to know witch?"
"I would like to know who sent me to my own Hell of course, what other reason?"
I sad to amuse him a little lie, but he couldnt know who i really was, he wasnt told.
"Your own hell eh? well tel your master that which burns in his own doings that i Charles Normanway has sent you to him!!"
He announced loudly as if proud of such a doing. I merly nodded and let the guards walks behind me and tie my hands behind me with a choke rope tightly, i would have easily of released my self from such bindings but i'd let him have his fun..for now...***********************
Dante:hey when do i come in?
Me:when i put you in..which isnt right now.
Dante:well that sucks!
Wolf:yeah well hun think of it this way the onger the wait the better the part^_^
Dante:yeah!Right Blade?
Blade:heh'*crosses arms*doesnt matter to me you'll still be just as stupid.
Dante&Wolf:HEY!
me:......uhh...guys...D's comin!
D:quit picking on him Blade.
Blade:im not its simply facts woman.
D:sure it is and your still an asshole
Blade:right.
Wolf&Dante:???
Wolf:well i want to come in the story next!
Blade:no you wont infact the Bitch is in it next.(referring to Arma))
Arma:slutty man whore.
Blade:yes i am and D doesnt seem to mind that much*grins evilly*
D:BLADE!thats suppose to stay in the bedroom!
Wolf&Dante:....gross.....
Arma:*smirks*
ME:wellll!!!!...Thats enough for now see ya next time peoples!tata till next time!
**********OK hehe i finally finished the first chapter phoof!that was a long chappie i think the nesxt one is a bit shorter or around the same length not too sure exactly o.0...well lemme know what you guys think....flames or not and you can flame me all you want cause guess what i have a Dante to Save me and all them!!whaahaha!*********